This child...
"Mom, what are you doing here?"
Just then, a surprised voice from Prince Huang came from behind.
"Oh? Oh... Did your class finish?"
Su Xiaomeng hurriedly asked.
"Yes, I've been looking all over for you." Prince Huang murmured, peeking into the violin classroom.
When Su Xiaomeng turned around again, she saw Xiao Xiaoang casually find a spot for himself, holding his violin and starting to sleep... His fine soft bangs hanging straight down his forehead were tilted to one side, exposing a small, perfectly shaped and exquisite five-petaled flower birthmark right in the middle of his forehead.
"Someone called him Little Demon." Prince Huang also saw the birthmark, then whispered, and Su Xiaomeng was momentarily stunned, "Little Demon?"
Prince Huang nodded, "Yes, they said the birthmark on his forehead looks like something a demon would have."
"Who said that?"
Su Xiaomeng's anger instantly surged, startling Prince Huang, who touched his nose... and muttered,
